Great Sui Guoshi

"It's good to specialize in one way, just like Zuo who practiced swordsmanship in the past, if he can practice superbly and improve his cultivation base, it will not be in vain for Mr. Lu to give the Lingzhu."

Unknowingly chatting for half an hour, Zuo Zhengyang hangs up his long knife to say goodbye. He has been in this mountain county for two days, and he is leaving now, rushing to Yancheng. At the same time, he also invited Lu Liangsheng on the fourth day of April Come and watch the fight.

"Let's see when the time comes. If I can handle my affairs in time, I will come over on the fourth day of the lunar new year."

Lu Liangsheng didn't dare to accept the invitation casually. Where the light stagnated on the frame of "Mountains and Seas", it is still unknown which mountain and why.

"Well, Zuo will take his leave first."

The one-armed figure with two long knives on his back drank the tea in one gulp, nodded at the scholar, turned straight and walked down the street, towards the west gate.

"Dude, check out."

Putting down a few copper coins, Lu Liangsheng looked at the pedestrians, gradually disappearing at the end of the figure. Zuo Butou, who used to strictly enforce the law, has now become jealous and chivalrous.

Perhaps this is the way people are different.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he watched the one-armed figure disappear from the crowd, and then turned his gaze to a pharmacy clinic on the opposite street.

There were far fewer patients around there. Lu Liangsheng walked past a woman who was leaving with a package of medicinal materials, and entered the pharmacy. The drug picker at the opposite counter saw a scholar in a white robe. , put down the small scale.

"Are you taking medicine or looking at the disease?"

"see a doctor."

Lu Liangsheng coughed softly, followed the guide guy to the side hall, opened the curtain, and saw a cloth curtain in the middle, and in the dimness, a figure could be seen sitting opposite.

"Li Langzhong, a patient has arrived."

Behind the curtain, the voice of the figure was hoarse and weak: "Let him come over."

"okay."

When the clerk came back, he made a gesture of invitation to Lu Liangsheng, fearing that he would be offended, and explained: "Don't mind the guest, my doctor is a little uncomfortable, so he separated the curtain because he was afraid of affecting the patient."

"do not mind."

Lu Liangsheng smiled, dismissed the buddy, went to sit down opposite the curtain, restrained his cultivation power machine, raised his cuffs, and put his hand under the curtain.

The curtain fluttered slightly, a gray and withered hand stuck out, and the fingertip pressed Lu Liangsheng's wrist to feel the pulse.

"My lord, the pulse condition is stable, it doesn't look like you are sick, please go back."

On the wrist, the fingertips touching the skin felt icy cold. Lu Liangsheng narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hand again.

"Langzhong, you might as well take your pulse again."

As the breath decreased further, the scholar reduced his vitality to the lowest level, his body temperature suddenly dropped to freezing point, his complexion was ashen as dead, and the hand stretched out from under the opposite curtain touched his pulse, as if he had been stabbed, he quickly retracted.

"Young master, you... your pulse... I'm afraid you have already..."

"Let the dead sit in the clinic."

Lu Liangsheng withdrew his hand, his vitality was revived, his face became rosy, and he looked at the figure behind the curtain with a smile: "Why don't I, the dead, come to see a doctor?"

'Wow--'

The curtain was lifted suddenly, and was pulled to one side by mana. Sitting behind him was a middle-aged man in a black-and-white robe with a scarf wrapped around his neck. His face was dull and his eyes were dull. When he saw the scholar opposite, He turned around and wanted to run away, but the next moment, after taking two steps, he was pulled back abruptly and sat down on the chair. The invisible mana bound his hands and feet, making him unable to move.

Lu Liangsheng got up from the stool, watching him struggle and twist, his face darkened.

"You see a doctor, are you going to find a substitute in this way?"

The ghost was also horrified, seeing that his hands and feet could not move, he shook his head quickly, struggled twice and shouted:

"No, I haven't hurt anyone, son, don't talk nonsense."

"no?"

Lu Liangsheng lightly drew the word 'Chi' in the air with his fingers, and the ghost on the chair suddenly felt chilly all over, and screamed while sitting on the chair. Lightly, but tilted his head and yelled.

"Sister-in-law, come quickly!!"

The door leading to the back hall slammed open, and a woman rushed in with a stick, "Let my husband go!!"

With a swish of the stick, he hit Lu Liangsheng.

Chapter 3 and Seven

"Let go of my husband!"

The woman rushed forward screaming, Lu Liangsheng raised his sleeve and flicked it out, the swung stick snapped two pieces in mid-air with a 'click', and the broken section fell not far away, almost hitting the shouting man.

On one side, the middle-aged man, who was imprisoned by the spell, saw the woman wielding the stick stumbled and sat on the ground, struggling more fiercely, overflowing with sinister energy, and shouted anxiously.

"Young master, Gao! My wife is a human being, she is not a ghost, so don't hurt her."

Naturally, Lu Liangsheng knew that the woman and the guy were human, so he stretched out his hand and pulled the ghost into the air.

"Humans and ghosts have different paths. She is not a sign of good fortune. If you keep pestering her, it will only kill one more person, including your shop assistant."

Then he looked at the woman on the ground.

"You know, your husband is dead."

Holding half of the stick, the woman got up tremblingly from the ground, took a deep breath, looked at her husband who was in mid-air, and dared not go forward again, knowing that she had encountered an expert.

His lips trembled slightly, and he said, "I know."

After the voice fell, he suddenly knelt down on the ground, and half of the stick in his hand rolled away with a clang.

"He came back from outside for two days, and I already knew."

"Qinglian." The male ghost hanging in the air opened his mouth slightly, looked at his kneeling wife on the ground, suddenly burst into tears, and kept shouting at the woman.

"I'm sorry for you! I'm sorry for you!"

Lu Liangsheng withdrew his mana and put the man down. Maybe he was a little reckless just now. Seeing that this ghost's feelings don't seem to be fake, could there be other secrets in it?

Over there, a man and a ghost were hugging each other. The man took off the scarf around his neck. Around his neck, there were terrifying bloodstains. The skin and flesh could be seen turned out, as if the entire neck had been cut off by a sharp knife.

"My husband is dead, and I can only come back for seven days. I just want to be with you on weekdays, and I will leave after seven days with you...and..."

He looked at the tall man on the side, knelt on the ground and took a few steps. Lu Liangsheng turned sideways, bypassed him and knelt down, and said softly, "It's okay to say something, you don't need to kneel down."

"Master Mingjian, coming back this time is not doing evil, can you just ask the master to take me in a few days later? Let me accompany Qinglian, there are still a few patients, and heal them."

After finishing speaking, he knocked his head to the ground with a 'boom'.

Lu Liangsheng pursed his lips and looked at this doctor named Li Yishu, and suddenly recalled in his mind the ghost boatman outside Wang's village that remained the same until his death.

Seeing too many heroes who sacrificed their lives for the sake of the people and poured blood for the country, and then this doctor who turned into a ghost on the ground, it is inevitable that people will be embarrassed, and the virtuous people do not distinguish between high and low status.

Sighing, he raised his hand to help him up, and bowed.

"Master Li is so kind, I was offended by my recklessness before."

As for accepting the other party after seven days, that is also the errand of the City God, but it seems that the other party must have used a secret method before his death, and the soul escaped the underworld and escaped back.

There were two people in the room, and just about to speak, a gust of wind blew in, and the scholar who was standing there had disappeared.

The sun outside gradually slanted, Lu Liangsheng walked through the bustling long street, and returned to the inn where he was staying. The shopkeeper had also returned, and asked him about the doctor of the Renxin Medicine Shop, and the latter praised him vigorously compared to his thumb.

"The young master is from another place. I may not know it. Li Langzhong is a well-known doctor in the city. Doctors never look at people's qualifications, they only care about their illness, and they don't take a penny from poor families."

"...My old father's illness has been dragging on for a long time. He must go to Mr. Li's for treatment. He just doesn't want to go to other places. Why? It's because Mrs. Li is good and doesn't fool people!"

"My family, if there is any disease, basically go to him. Other pharmacies are not used to taking medicine."

"My family is doing well, and there is another family that has a patient. The man coughs all the year round. When he got sick, he couldn't do his work, and the family had no money. It all depended on Li Langzhong to see him... Tsk tsk, if it wasn't for this Doctor, I’m afraid I’ve left long ago, and the whole family has no one to rely on.”

Hearing what the shopkeeper said for a while, Lu Liangsheng probably saw the right person. When he returned to the guest room on the second floor, a spicy smell hit his nose. The serving plate was messy, Wang Banzhu was sweating profusely, his forehead and neck were flushed, and he moved a piece of meat from the pot between his hot mouth.

On the side, Daoist Toad stood on the table, holding the wine glass and shaking it by the side of the pot, stepped on the side of the pot, with a 'chi' sound, retracted his feet hotly, and sat back on the table in a daze.

Seeing the apprentice entering the door, he laughed.

"Liangsheng is back, come and have dinner, this is the teacher's favorite antique soup, if you add mica and sunflower essence, the taste will be even better, hiccup~~"

Then, take a breath.

"Well, why does it smell like hot meat, a bit like a frog."

Lu Liangsheng closed the door, opened the window to dissipate the smell, turned around and sat down at the table, and put Taoist Toad on the desk to avoid falling into the pot.

"I've eaten outside, but...Master, didn't I order a table of food before I left? How did it become an antique soup?"

What he cast his eyes on was Wang Banxia, ​​who was still eating and drinking. After drinking some wine, he was in high spirits, and he was a little dull. He looked at Lu Liangsheng who had entered the room for a long time before he realized it.

"Master, when did you come back?"

"Forget it, you continue to eat."

Lu Liangsheng didn't bother to ask, and lay down on the bed with his hands on the back of his head, thinking about Zuo Zhengyang's fight with others, and about Li Langzhong, the benevolent medicine shop... There was a lot of noise in the room, Taoist Toad jumped to the dining table again Going up, excited, he pulled Wang Banzai to punch.

The scholar's eyelids drooped twice, and he gradually fell asleep. After a few hours, Lu Liangsheng suddenly woke up with a cry of "Ah--", and saw the master sitting on the edge of the bed with a flipper in his arms, blowing vigorously.

"Hiss~~ This old man hurts to death."

Hearing the rustling of the quilt behind him, he looked back at the disciple who got up and stretched out the flipper.

"Who sneaked up on me yesterday, why does this foot hurt so much?"

Lu Liangsheng yawned, pointed to the cauldron over there, got up and put on his shoes, the candles on the table were burnt out, it was dark outside, he wanted to sleep until late at night.

"Master, who did you meet on the street today?"

Thinking of the people I met during the day, I couldn't help but say, on the ground, a toad with a monofin hopped to the shelf compartment, took out a bandage from inside, cut a small strip, and wrapped it around the flipper.

"Who did you meet?"

"Zuo Qianwei, hehe, he was tricked by Yan Chixia." Looking at the moonlight outside the window, Lu Liangsheng chuckled and turned his face sideways.

"By the way, there is another strange thing."

He told the story of meeting Zuo Zhengyang and Li Langzhong from the Renxin Pharmacy, Taoist Toad, who tied up the bandages, walked back with a limp on his back.

"Hmph, but the method of blood escape can only last for seven days, but as a teacher, he may not even survive seven days, hiccup..."

Looking at Taoist Toad, who was still a bit full of stomach, Lu Liangsheng frowned slightly after hearing his words, and glanced at Wang Banbian who was sleeping soundly on the other bed, looking out at the moonlight.

"Indeed, how could it be possible to escape from the execution ground without attracting the attention of the City God."

"Liangsheng, come here and put the teacher on the bed..."

Before the toad finished speaking, its body lightened suddenly. Lu Liangsheng grabbed it in his hand and put it on his shoulder. He blinked and came directly to the street. Toad blinked his eyes, stood up angrily, and waved his frog webs.

"I want to sleep, I don't want to go out~~~"

The voice crossed the thin and foggy long street, and drifted to the end of the street in a flash.

......

bang bang——

In the dead of night, there were occasional dogs barking in the city, a watchman knocking on his clapper, walking through the streets with a lantern, and a house in the past, with dim lights shining through the window lattice.

Inside the room, only the woman's figure was projected on the wall, and the man opposite her stood in the shadows, his face was pale, his lips were chapped, and the red mark around his neck was particularly obvious.

"Qinglian, I'm sorry for my husband, I didn't want you to know when I came back."

"no problem, no problem....."

The woman was sniffling, her eyes were red. The day after her husband came back, she had actually noticed something. He was still wearing a hat and a scarf during the day, and only walked in shaded places. It turned out that he liked to bask in the sun. Later, she became afraid of the sun, and did not eat with her...

Tears fell down, the woman suppressed her emotions, took a breath, her voice became choked,

"Yishu, tell my concubine how did you die? Didn't you go to the Yancheng government office to treat the prefect's wife? Why did you... die?"

"I was trapped..."

In the shadows, Li Yishu looked at his wife, and wanted to tell her what happened when he went out. Suddenly, the lights in the room flickered, and his words stopped suddenly, as if he felt something, and his whole body trembled.

Vaguely, there seemed to be the sound of clanging iron chains coming from outside.

"That arrives so fast......"

After muttering, he looked at his wife with helplessness on his face: "Qinglian, I may not be with you for seven days."

At this time, there were stumbling footsteps running outside, and the voice of the shop assistant rang out, tremblingly saying outside the door:

"Brother, sister-in-law, it's not good, outside...outside...two people came...they said...they said they would come and take brother away."

"Who dares to take my man away!"